[Chorus]

Yo, all these people in my life and still I feel alone

'Cause people think they understand me, but they really don't

If I fall off, will they stay with me? Or will they go? (yo, yo)

All these problems money brought me, startin' to wish I was broke

[Verse 1]

I'm in a room that's full of people, still I feel alone

'Cause people think they understand me, but they really don't

My little bro was feelin' suicidal and I didn't know

'Cause he was always lookin' like he's winnin' in his Insta posts

I'm a winner and the man I'm with are winnin' too

And wе help each other win, 'causе that's just what us winners do

And if you're runnin' round the streets with loads of idiots in your crew

Then simple math, like one plus one, you'll become an idiot too (chyeah)

And if you're average minded, we can't conversate

'Cause I'm way too clever to hold an average minded conversation

Clever people talk 'bout makin' moves and talk 'bout elevation

Average minded people talk 'bout people and do lotsa hatin'

Last year, I was on probation, this year I'm on a jet too

Rolly's on my arm, time's flyin' man I'm gone again

Bro did me dirty, I still love him but I lost respect

'Cause now he's just someone I used to know, 'cause he just lost a friend (chyeah)

And I'm a overthinker, blud I think a lot

I win a game a hundred times and still feel like I did it wrong

Further more, I did it right, my brain's sayin' I did it wrong

Scoreboard says I'm winnin', but i know I could be winnin' more

Yeah I go again, with my overthinking self and God

Knows I'm anti-devil, but I'm 'bout to give them Hell

I was sittin' in my cell tryna think out that box

Prison time was thinkin' time, I made a win out' that loss (chyeah)

[Chorus]

All these poeple in my life, but still I feel alone

'Cause people think they understand me, but they really don't

If I fall off will they stay with me? Or will they go?

All these problems money brought me, startin' to wish I was broke

All this ice around my neck, I'm feelin' isolated

Talkin' to the voices in my head, I'm stuck in isolation

(All this ice around my neck, I'm feelin' isolated

Talkin' to the voices in my head, I'm stuck in isolation)

[Verse 2]

I've lived my whole life under pressure and I've never cracked

You wouldn't understand my life if you ain't ever trapped

And if you ever done me dirty, I'mma get you back

And that's a fuckin' promise, I ain't breakin' or forgettin' 'bout

Yo, fuck a fairytale, I been through Hell and back

Locked up in the devil's house, rottin' 'til they let me out

My Mrs called my phone, like "Come we leave the hood and settle down."

I've told her "Bad reception, plus I'm busy babe, I'll bell you back." (chyeah)

Last year I was depressed, but look I'm better now

I lost my bro and I'll do anythin' to get him back

And stop relyin' on your friends, 'cause most of them'll let you down

And keep your circle tight and keep the snakes away, don't let them round

I might cop myself a Lambo 'cause I need a motor

Fuck that, fuck a Lamborghini blud, I need a Shogun

Listen, I'm a trapper and a robber and a G R ower

Blud I done it all, now I can give a man a street diploma

I'm drinkin' Henny remeniscin' 'bout my old life

Broke times, strugglin' tryna make it through them cold nights

I was sellin' weed, smack, dizzle and I sold white

I sold 'em everythin' except my soul, 'cause that's got no price

Any time I sold a pack, I said "I'm sorry God."

But really I ain't never sold a packet that I'm sorry for (shh)

Went broke, then he left the roads and got a job

When I went broke I went and grabbed my crowbar and I robbed the crops

And trust me, we are not alike, levels, you are not on mine

My ting, bonafide, their ting, lots of lies

My life, lotsa cries, hard times, homicides

Their life, lotsa fun, happy times, lotsa smiles

And blud, I ain't no killer but don't push it

Mandem see me smile a lot and start assumin' that I'm pussy

I really shot a man and put a bullet in a bully

Then I took my Mrs out and ate some food and played some footsie

I'm a fuckin' G O A to the fuckin' T

You're just a local mug, everybodies cup of tea

I be with the local tugs, we're posted in a local pub

And not a beer in sight, 'cause we're just there to move a load of grub

And get rid of this [?]

Man sniff it 'til their nose bleeds

If it wasn't for these cats then I'd be broke and stressed with no P's

So I treat my cats like family, they're my broski's

When I tell you white lives matter blud

I'm talkin' 'bout the crackheads and the coke fiends

First I lost my closest friends, then I lost my brother

And that killed my mum inside, so technically I lost my mother

And we was brought up in the gutter, but we felt like no one loved us

And the only man we fear's the man above us G O D